
As far as I can see back, Christmas was a painful reminder that I am alone.
I always wanted to go home… home was a place where I longed to be, but I had no idea what that would be like. Surely where I lived wasn’t home. Surely the people I was with left me feeling alone.
Later, relationship made my life busy, but I still felt alone. Not envying others, not something wrong, just alone. Like you are on the top of a mountain, and no one to share the experience with.

Fear is an issue. It’s universal. You have it, I have it. You have to have it. It is the 200,000 year old hardware… where your life was lived out in an environment where everything was a threat to your survival.
Beliefs are thought forms. Words. Mind-stuff.
This article stands the current culture and the current approach to spirituality, consciousness, self-growth on its head… If you are happy to be miserable, please don’t read it!
I have been pondering a student’s email all morning. ((I woke up today with a real distinction between ‘me’ and ‘my machine’. It is so coo! I can actually feel the two different states of being. Thanks Sophie!
I think I have finally hit the magic button. I am starting to drop weight without trying
Where does the truth I write come from? Stream of consciousness.
What is self-awareness? Is it feeling what you feel, thinking what you think, doing what you do, and knowing you are doing, feeling, thinking that?